Love Letters
Waiting for ..."the one"
As a little girl, I spent hours…no, days…dreaming of my imaginative hero. At 5 years old, I would imagine a G.I. Joe-looking, rugged man of arms, rescuing me from the evil queen (my baby sister) who held me captive in a pink life-sized Barbie Dream House and 80′s-era Laura Ashley dungeon (my bedroom). While in my dark and dreary rose petal wallpapered hole of despair, the only solace I would find, until I was released from hell, was to write my poor darling, the one I loved, Chanel No. 9-scented love letters.
Much to my surprise, he never came and, sadly, I independently rescued myself and ran outside to eat mud with the rest of the neighborhood children. To this day, I patiently wait for G.I. Joe to come along, however I still find the idea of writing love letters insanely romantic.
In the age of e-mail and Facebook messages, it almost seems primitive, even barbaric, to send a letter through the men in blue, our monopolistic friends at the US Post Office…”snail mail”. Yet, when that letter arrives to its destination, there’s a sense of joy and wonder one gets when receiving an envelope that’s not a bill or a “Million Dollar Winner” fraud package.
Don’t get me wrong, e-mail is convenient and Facebook is awesome, but when was the last time you wrote a letter?
…Especially, a love letter?
Love letters are the stuff of romance novels and tear-jerking chick flicks. Love letters are what spawn stories told to grandchildren. Love letters spark anticipation and pursue courtship. There’s nothing better than a well written letter, flattering and pouring with passion, yearning for intimacy when the distance is great…or small.
Have we entered an era where writing a letter is considered too inconvenient? Has the love letter been tossed aside like a worn out, moth eaten coat? Will our grandchildren even care if love letters were exchanged or would they want to know details of when the relationship became “FBO” (FaceBook Official)?
Now, the idiot in the video, only writing “snail mail” went a little overboard, yet they have a point…if you truly love someone, you’ll do anything to contact them. I’m not saying that Facebook, e-mail or text aren’t viable and resourceful ways of getting in touch with someone, especially if you’re already in a relationship, however, stretch yourself to be more romantic.
Grab a feathered pen, a copy of Shakespeare’s Sonnets and squirt some Axe on that monogrammed stationary your mom gave you for Christmas 3 years ago. Get in touch with your “inner-emo” and tell that girl how much you really care about her. Even if you feel emotionally violated afterward, she’ll melt in your arms the instant she opens up her mailbox.
Happy writing!
